Missing someone is like being in hell. Everything in my life was going great with my son and my husband until my son died. He was only five when he died due to Pneumonia. I was devastated, he was my whole world, and I just couldn’t believe that he was never coming back. It was hard for my husband as much as it was hard for me, but his only concern was me at that moment as I was basically broken. Nothing was same after my son’s perished, everything I knew was changed. I didn’t leave by bed for days, didn’t get proper sleep, just crying day and night. It was same for my husband, he was not showing it but still he was no better than me. Each passing day was harder than day before, everything reminded me of him. Months passed I was not getting any better I got sick myself. As long as I remembered I had been dreadful, I didn’t left my room. All I did was hold my son’s photo in my hand and cry. Everyone was saying I was going crazy as I wouldn’t talk to anyone or let anyone ne
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